On this day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, in addition to the security guards on duty in the ZF-link building, perhaps Fu Junhuai alone is still sticking to his post. Came over early, reorganized the documents and sent them to the mailbox, and packed out a cardboard box to hold some contract documents that he thought needed to be considered.

In the corner of the table, there was a big red greeting card.

Fu Junhuai stopped what he was doing, looked at the greeting card and smiled.

In these years, he will still use handwritten greeting cards and dare not give them to people in person, and Zhao Donglai is the only one around him.

Looking back on his college days, Fu Junhuai didn't make a few friends because of his dull personality, but fortunately, Zhao Donglai was his top bunk, a man with his own slam dunk BGM, he would try his best to attract attention wherever he went, and as Fu Junhuai's only good friend, his outstanding performance directly led to Fu Junhuai, who was indifferent in nature, and was pushed to the throne of school grass.

Every time he talks about this, Zhao Donglai will complain suspiciously: Obviously, I did everything, why are you a school grass in the end?

But this man with his own BGM also has a fatal weakness, that is, "confession syndrome", he always dares not confess to girls in person, but he is helpless to be amorous, and he likes a lot of girls, four years of college, Fu Junhuai became Zhao Donglai's love letter courier.

Song Qiyi was also one of Zhao Donglai's target girls, but after Fu Junhuai helped him deliver the love letter, Zhao Donglai did not deserve a name in the next story......

Fu Junhuai opened this big red greeting card, in which Long Feifeng Wu wrote half a page, which roughly means that he knew that Fu Junhuai would definitely come to the company in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, so he prepared a surprise for him, and asked him to bear more in the new year.

Fu Junhuai shook his head, always feeling that Zhao Donglai should have dug some kind of hole, waiting for him to fill it after the year.

The things were almost packed, and Fu Junhuai was just about to leave with the cardboard box, when the mobile phone in his coat pocket vibrate, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Junhuai, it's me. ”

A familiar and unfamiliar female voice, familiar with this sweet and dangerous voice, unfamiliar with this long-lost intimacy. Fu Junhuai's hand froze in his ear, and at this moment he finally understood the meaning of "a lot of forbearance" in Zhao Donglai's greeting card.

"Junhuai, it's me, Kiyi. ”

When the female voice sounded again, Fu Junhuai quickly pressed the phone, originally intending to put the phone into his coat pocket, but the phone fell to the ground as if it was enchanted.

The first shattered of the new year, is it safe or fragmented......

Yan Hualan looked at the mobile phone with the broken screen on the coffee table, turned around and found Fu Junhuai's figure in the kitchen.

"Little ......" didn't wait for Yan Hualan to call out, Fu Junhuai's back trembled, and he put down the knife in his hand.

The old lady panicked, and as she moved her steps, she muttered Band-Aids, gauze, where, where.

Fu Junhuai held the wound to his mouth, and patted Yan Hualan's back with one hand: "It's okay, a little injury, I know where the medicine is, you go to sit on the sofa first, I'll bring the medicine box, can you help me bandage it?"

Yan Hualan seemed to have finally found her direction, obediently returned to the sofa, and waited for Fu Junhuai's arrangement.

Fu Junhuai is a meticulous and rigorous person, but today's broken screen of the mobile phone and cut fingers always make Yan Hualan have a bad premonition.

"Aunt Yan, Happy New Year!"

Yan Hualan held her mobile phone and made a video call with Lin Xi.

"Hello Aunt Yan, I am Lin Xi's mother, I wish you a happy new year, and thank you for taking care of Lin Xi. Chu Yun came to Lin Xi's side and happily greeted her daughter's old lady.

"Where I take care of her, it's her who helps me, hahahaha, happy new year, happy new year. ”

Yan Hualan walked to the restaurant with her mobile phone, in the picture Fu Junhuai's beige home knitted suit, tied with a blue apron, is placing cooked dishes on the table, braised fish, chestnut duck, stewed chicken soup, and green and green, thick oil and red sauce of various dishes, it doesn't look like the New Year of the grandparents and grandchildren at all, compared to Lin Xi's family's mandarin duck pot to solve the operation of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Fu Junhuai is really too ceremonial.

According to Yan Hualan's meaning, Fu Junhuai looked at the camera and nodded with a smile.

"Daughter, daughter, who is this man?" Chu Yun didn't care about the video call, and began to pat Lin Xi's arm on the side and ask anxiously.

Lin Xi smiled awkwardly at Yan Hualan on the other end of the video, turned her head and frowned to remind Chu Yun that this was the boss of her new company. Chu Yun had a rather satisfied and flattering expression, which made Lin Xi roll his eyes.

"Xiaoxi's parents look very young. Yan Hualan smiled and greeted on the other end of the phone. Lin Xi could only respond embarrassedly, of course he was young, Chu Yun's husband Wang Qin was only 7 years older than him, and Chu Yun's maintenance of his body became even more intensified after that serious illness.

On the third day of junior high school, a New Year's concert will be held in the community, Yan Hualan invited Lin Xi to accompany her, Chu Yun also came forward and said that she would go together, there were many people, Yan Hualan was very satisfied, and after a simple blessing, Yan Hualan finally put down her mobile phone. At this time, Fu Junhuai had already turned on the TV in the restaurant, served rice for Yan Hualan and sandwiched some dishes on the plate next to him.

"In the third year of junior high school, you have to accompany me. Yan Hualan pouted and looked at Fu Junhuai.

"Don't you have a Xiaoxi to accompany you?" Fu Junhuai asked with a smile, and the two of them started the bickering mode of knowingly asking again.

Just as the two were chatting happily, Yan Hualan's mobile phone rang with incoming music again.

Yan Hualan tilted her head and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, but it was time to rest for the scam call for the New Year, out of politeness and curiosity, Yan Hualan still picked it up.

"Grandma, it's me, Ki. ”

At the beginning, Song Qiyi walked into the Fu family with half a leg, and she was also close to Yan Hualan, so she had already changed her name to grandma directly, but time has passed, and she still calls it like this, which is a little embarrassing.

Yan Hualan didn't make a sound, glanced at Fu Junhuai, he tilted his head suspiciously, and his mouth was asking, "Who?" Yan Hualan covered her phone, stood up with her head up, and looked at Fu Junhuai with a smug face, meaning, "If I don't tell you, I'm going to pick it up secretly." ”

Yan Hualan walked back to the room with her mobile phone in her hands, and made sure that the door was closed tightly, before letting go of the person who was replying to the person on the other end of the phone in a low voice.

"Little Song girl, time has passed, everyone let it go, and everyone is okay. Yan Hualan suppressed the anger in her heart with self-cultivation, how Song Qiyi got her contact information There is no need to ask, this woman always has a way.

But since she dared to blatantly make this call in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, it means that Fu Junhuai's side is also prepared, and what Yan Hualan is most worried about may be about to happen.

"Grandma, I don't mean anything else, I just want to say Happy New Year to you. ”

Yan Hualan let out a long breath: "I also wish you a happy New Year." ”

Song Qiyi can always grasp the weakness of the Fu family, but she is too self-contained, no matter how reluctant she is, she will not attack on the spot.

"Jun Huai, is he doing well?"

Yan Hualan rolled her eyes angrily, as long as you don't show up, everything is fine: "It's good, don't worry about it." ”

"Grandma, I miss you so much. ”

What kind of thing is this, she was the one who betrayed ruthlessly at the beginning, how embarrassed to say this now. But angry, Yan Hualan still replied as politely as possible: "It's all over." ”

"I'm back home. ”

"I know. ”

"I'm in Shanghai. ”

Although she knew about her return to China, she was planning to pester Xiaoxi again! Yan Hualan couldn't accept that such a woman would appear next to Xiaoxi again and hurt him again!

"Little Song girl, your fate with the Fu family has ended, no matter what you do or where you go, it has nothing to do with the Fu family, you don't need to explain to me. Yan Hualan was already a little angry, but Song Qiyi was unrelenting.

"Grandma, I want to return to Junhuai. ”

"No way. ”

"Grandma, please give me a chance. ”

"Xiaoxi already has a stable dating partner, and he's about to get married, I hope you don't do anything superfluous, although I'm old, but for Xiaoxi, I will not hesitate to use all means to keep you away from him, please don't do anything to destroy your reputation. ”

Yan Hualan's words are in the heart of the bone, but what stimulates Song Qiyi the most is the word "marriage". Before she could react, Yan Hualan had already ended the call, leaving her on the other end of the phone, wooden in place.

Who will be the woman who will marry Fu Junhuai? No, no one is anyone, no one can be! Fu Junhuai's bride can only be her, Song Qiyi! The rose in her hand was broken, and Song Qiyi's lips were knocked out of a bloody mark by herself, this New Year is cold and ruthless for her, but she believes that she will definitely do it when she comes back this time to regain the warmth of the past!

After Yan Hualan fell asleep, Fu Junhuai stood alone on the balcony, with the window open, the cold wind blowing without his coat, and the mobile phone with a broken screen in his hand was still flickering.

He looked at the strange and familiar number, just stared straight at it, and couldn't take his eyes off it until it didn't ring again......